[center][b]Free Billy[/b][/center]

It was definitely a change of pace for Remia. From the extremely cold fields and ice caves to the seaside mission. Who would have thought. It was a welcome change, nonetheless, for the young holder who had decided that the best way to chase for her sister was to stay alive and try to meet as many people as she could, trying to figure out where she was... and perhaps even meet her. Not that it was a great plan, but she didn't know better and she wasn't the planning type, after all. The city was quite relaxing at first but all that relaxation went out of the window the moment she met with the rest of the team and heard the orders. She was a bit annoyed at how they were treated. What about unprovoked stabbing? As if they were beasts unable to control themselves... Most likely, the guy who was talking to them, this Simon Getskilled, did not take part in proper missions either way. 

Either way, crowd control seemed easy... as easy as annoying. They were acting as bad cops. Police people who would have to look like the hated authority. Somehow, people hated authority. She could see why and even understand them but didn't people realise there is a certain need for order in this world?! Remia chuckled at herself, since she was never too much of an order person either way... maybe being with the Library allowed her to understand such things even if she did not practice them herself. 

Of course, things were never easy in missions, right? Somehow, Remia wondered if easy missions actually existed. Or, more than easy, the word would be 'simple'... "Never let your guard down! Or at least become skilled enough so that you can let your guard down" Lancelot's voice echoed within Remia's head. The man that used to be a knight back in his world. A loyal knight serving a great king... a really skilled knight that was famous for his skills even amongst his peers. And he was happy to teach stuff to Remia. Almost as a new challenge that he would have to face. After encountering the Lady of the Lake back in their last mission, Lancelot had been less talkative for a while, but lately he was coming back to his old self. And again, he was right with his advice. 

"Miss Eowyn!" she greeted in an overly polite way, as if to joke around. "I am very pleased to share teams with a face I know. I look forward to working with you once again" and proceeded to respectfully bow to Eowyn. Seeing her worried face, however, she laughed a bit. "Oh, Eowyn! It really is a delight to be with someone I know and I trust!!" she was a strong fighter and Remia felt she could trust her. And somehow, she felt less nervous as well, as sometimes it was awkward, being with nobody she knew from before. 

Finally, Remia turned to the new faces. "Pleased to meet you. My name's Remia, 16 years old. I hope we can get along well". For some reason, she was being, if not chatty, kind of lively for the day. And that was a good thing, of course.